>Last Saturday night, my in-laws came over to visit my parents. My father-in-law speaks little English and my father barely any French. Of course, nothing opens the gates of communication quite like a 5 liter bottle of wine. By the end of the evening, the two spoke a fluent, alcohol-induce language that allowed them to improve Franco-American ties, toast their grandson on a continuing basis, plan a small joint-venture and (miraculously) create a feasible five-year plan to bring peace to the Middle East.

>Diplomacy at its Finest
September 15, 2005>A Boy and His Dog
September 15, 2005>Gran and Granddad
September 5, 2005>Sleep?
August 28, 2005>
Sleep can be defined as a natural and periodic state of rest during which consciousness of the world is suspended. Currently, it is a myth that remains out of reach. I’ve been up since 5:45 am on a Sunday. There once was a time where my weekends included cocktails at sunrise, now it’s dirty diapers at dawn.
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